Hands and feet do the dance, the head goes bam-bam-bam.
My brain's like a piece of bubblegum.
You can live like that, or you can speed up.
Me, I prefer booze; but some shoot up.
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I'd rather, I'd rather go to heaven.
Here, I have been. There, I haven't.
I'd rather, I'd rather go to heaven.
Here, I have been. There, I haven't.
Housing projects, buildings like boxes.
Wanna survive? get your knuckles hardened.
Some pop pills, some shoot up.
Me, I prefer booze, but I could speed up.
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It all looks like some kind of set-up:
Drugs aren't legal, but liquor is.
Mags and papers print garbage and lies.
"I will live", Dolphin sings. But I will die.
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A dispatch to heaven doesn't take long:
A stray bullet, and there you go.
You can wait for that, or you can speed up.
Me, I prefer booze; but some shoot up.
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